Youth and stupidity/naivety are the two major factors in how I came about, presumably. I was a bastard child, and then my parents married, whilst my mother was pregnant with her second of three sons. It was a typical wedding in the tradition of my paternal line, a massive gathering of friends and family in southern VT. There were kegs, so you knew it was classy. My early, pre-memory years were rife with hospital visits. And in my fourth year of life on this world, my biological father died. More on that later. Next came the choice between two stepfathers, the drunk or the wifebeater. My brother and I made the right choice. Our youngest sibling was born while I was 10, at thirteen I finally learned the truth of my bio-dad's passing. Truth be told, I'm still waiting to see if my stepfather is actually my bio-dad. That's be the icing on the cake, considering the carefully crafted house-of-cards (read: lies) fantasy land in which my parents and I would mince words.
Blah-Blah-Blah high school, one year of college, drop out, continue in and out of the careers of a lovely collection of psychologists, blah-blah-blah mediocre life, unending desire to move someplace warm, bam, today.
And that is my life , at least in its most basic form. I'll elaborate more on various events later.

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